Chapter 101
“Ah?”
Yun Mingsheng was a bit stunned; how did the topic jump so abruptly?
Suddenly, they were talking about his sister.
Thinking of his sister far away in the capital, he honestly shook his head. “No, my mother only had three children: my elder brother, my sister, and me. There’s no one else.”
Xu Yunzhuo continued probing, “Then what do you think if two people look exactly alike but have no blood relation?”
Yun Mingsheng looked at her dumbfounded, wanting to ask what she was talking about.
Moreover... did this man in front of him have any connection to the Yun family?
He seemed so concerned about their family affairs.
But since Pei Qiaonian was a wealthy tycoon, and this business deal depended on him, Yun Mingsheng pondered and shook his head. “That’s impossible. Besides twins, two unrelated people can’t look identical—unless they’ve had plastic surgery!”
Again with plastic surgery...
Xu Yunzhuo fell into thought.
She opened her phone and pulled up the case of the female corpse found on Spirit-seeking Mountain to show Yun Mingsheng.
There was a DNA match, and a photo of Xu Yunzhuo from before her death was released.
Currently, they were arranging for someone to identify the body. Since Xu Yunzhuo had been quite popular lately, and the deceased woman was also named Xu Yunzhuo, this naturally stirred public opinion. Some netizens even warned her to be careful, fearing this was aimed at her.
When Yun Mingsheng saw the photo, he was completely stunned.
“Yun... Yunzhuo?” He looked at the face in the picture. There were subtle differences—the woman in the photo appeared brighter, more radiant, unlike the Xu Yunzhuo of the Xu family, whose brows and eyes always held a shadow of gloom.
Xu Yunzhuo smiled slightly and started a live broadcast: “She’s not your niece Xu Yunzhuo but a girl who grew up in an orphanage. Yet, there is indeed a connection between them. The deceased girl is also named Xu Yunzhuo.”
Yun Mingsheng stared blankly, looking at the photo of the deceased, then at his niece in the live show. He felt somewhat dazed.
He took a deep breath and forced a smile. “President Pei, I—I have some things to discuss with my mother at home. Since the contract is signed, shall we leave it here for now? This time I wasn’t a good host. Next time, I’ll definitely treat you to a meal.”
Xu Yunzhuo did not find this rude; Yun Mingsheng truly needed to ask his questions.
She smiled faintly. “By all means.”
After leaving the Yun family, Xu Yunzhuo instructed her assistant Gao, “Find someone to investigate the Yun family thoroughly, especially... Yun Hua’s affairs.”
Assistant Gao nodded. “Understood.”
As for why Xu Yunzhuo wanted this investigation, he did not ask. The boss had her reasons, and in his mind, Pei Qiaonian was a man of decisive plans.
Xu Yunzhuo glanced at the watch on her wrist.
It was three o’clock in the afternoon.
The filming on Pei Qiaonian’s side was about to finish.
She had stayed another night in Haicheng.
The next day, she flew back to the capital. Upon entering the Lan Hai villa, Pei Qiaonian was already waiting for her inside.
Xu Yunzhuo saw his face was as cold and hard as ice, and she twitched the corner of her mouth in silent exasperation.
He raised his eyes slightly, his gaze sharp. “So, why this time?”
Xu Yunzhuo knew he wanted to ask why they had switched bodies again.
She forced a laugh. “I don’t know... Maybe heaven pitied me working like a beast all my life and had mercy, letting you help me drive away the bad guys, or else I’d have died in those mountains. Ha, the next day there were two corpses found on Spirit-seeking Mountain... and they looked alike. Who wouldn’t say it’s fate?”
She joked to ease the mood.
Pei Qiaonian remained expressionless.
This body still bore fresh scars on the calves, and faint bruises circled the slender neck—not hard to imagine the brutality of the assailant.
Most worrisome was that Spirit-seeking Mountain was vast, and the police had failed to catch the culprit that rainy night. Even after searching nearby for two days, no trace was found.
He hadn’t expected that stormy night would be Xu Yunzhuo’s death day.
He exhaled softly. “How did you get involved with such a villain?”
Xu Yunzhuo shook her head. “I don’t know, maybe he took a fancy to me.”
Seeing her expression was sincere, Pei Qiaonian hesitated, looking between her and himself, then asked, “So how do we switch back now?”
“I don’t know...” Xu Yunzhuo recalled they had switched back after kissing once before.
She quickly added, “I’ll head to the company first. You think it over.”
Then she dashed off.
Pei Qiaonian’s words caught in his throat.
His phone buzzed.
More precisely, it was Xu Yunzhuo’s phone, a message from a contact saved as ‘Private Detective’: [Found something. Your foster father has been lurking near Erkang Hospital, but I don’t know why. He won’t go in, and I suspect he noticed I’m tailing him. Miss Xu, be careful.]
Pei Qiaonian frowned. What was this about?
Why would Xu Yunzhuo hire a private detective to follow her foster father?
While pondering, Sister Cheng sent him a message: [Yunzhuo, the role of the female second lead in that script I mentioned last time has been assigned to you. I’ll take you to meet the director tonight, but beware, this director has a bad reputation. You should... be mentally prepared.]
Acting?
Pei Qiaonian’s eyes brightened subtly. Hmm, he liked that.
After tidying up, he headed to the company.
***
Xu Yunzhuo stepped into the Pei Corporation building again.
For some reason, the group of overworked employees seemed especially familiar.
There was that same dreary atmosphere, like a living corpse.
It was noon, and everyone looked listless at their desks. She instructed Assistant Gao, “Buy cold drinks for everyone in the company to help them refresh. I’ll cover the bill.”
Assistant Gao looked at her oddly. “O-okay...”
Arriving at her office, Xu Yunzhuo sank into the comfortable chair, feeling every cell in her body come alive.
This chair reportedly cost five hundred thousand yuan, made of genuine leather with high-tech padding inside. Xu Yunzhuo didn’t understand the details—she just knew it was comfortable.
She began rifling through the filing cabinet when a slip of paper fluttered from between the folders.
Xu Yunzhuo picked it up—a check for twenty million yuan.
She paused, then sifted through the files and found a divorce agreement.
After a few seconds, she opened it. So he had prepared this, just hadn’t given it to her yet.
Flipping to the back, the signature was elegant and flowing: Pei Qiaonian.
She didn’t know how to describe her feelings.
But she was grateful—Pei Qiaonian had saved her.
If she were as skilled in combat as Pei Qiaonian, with some fighting foundation, maybe she wouldn’t have died so miserably.
Xu Yunzhuo pushed these thoughts away. They were strangers; if not for this accident, their worlds would never have intersected.
She solemnly signed her name and shoved the divorce agreement into the drawer.
Good. Twenty million yuan was about to be in her hands.
[Host... I’m back.]
The voice of 077 echoed in her mind. Xu Yunzhuo sneered, “What’s going on? Why is my corpse in this world?”
077 replied, “Well... I was afraid you wouldn’t accept it, so I told a little lie. The world is still the same world; you’ve just been reborn into another person’s body. Of course... the rewards for completing the mission remain unchanged. If you don’t want to live here, I can send you to another parallel world.”